Hello Everyone! This is the first installment of my 100 theme challenge. Please read and review! (Words: 894)
THEME 1: INTRODUCTION
The first time he saw her, Kurama was rooted to the spot. She was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen, and being a 300 year old Kitsune with a demanding libido, he had seen many a pretty face. Her skin was as smooth as porcelain, and as pale as an American's. The woman's body was slender, and while she did not have the curviest form, it seemed unnecessary for such a creature to need it.
What caught his attention the most were her sapphire blue eyes. As piercing as any arrow, they seemed to analyze everything in sight in mere seconds before dismissing their surroundings as insignificant. And her laugh! He could hear all the way across the station platform, even with all the roaring from the trains and the loud murmur of the humans separating them. It was the purest sound he had ever heard; akin to how he imagined the goddess Inari must sound like.
Almost as if in a daydream, he staggered through the crowd to find the woman who had so easily ensnared his attention. As he came closer, he noticed with a detached mind that she was playfully ruffling a young boy's hair. He possessed the same raven hair as the woman, and so it was almost painfully obvious that they were siblings. It was then that he noticed something that which should have sent him running right then and there.
Crackling beneath the surface of her skin was a power that made the demon inside him pace anxiously. It was an energy he had been taught to avoid at an early age, with scars to prove its dangers.
"Miko." His voice came out as little more than a whisper, but at the sound her bright eyes snapped to attention, glaring into his emerald orbs.
"Souta, get behind me," the girl ordered, her beautiful voice lowering to a commanding growl. The boy quickly did as he was told, brow creased in confusion at the tone of his sisters voice.
Kurama cautiously continued his course, stopping only once he reached the edge of the pink energy surrounding the siblings. He noticed with interest the way her hands balled into fist and how her ki gathered at the appendages.
"Who are you?"
"I am Kurama. Youko Kurama, King of Thieves," he murmured, holding his hands up to show they were empty of any threat.
The girl quirked her head at that, curiosity gleaming in her sapphire eyes. "I've heard of you," she said. Her hands perched upon her hips, but still the dangerous energy remained. "You're supposed to be dead."
"That is what I wished others to think." He grinned, relaxing his stance as much as possible. There was no way he was going to get his ass fried because he stood too threateningly before a miko. His teammates would get too much of a kick from such a careless mistake, and Youko was not one to be ridiculed.
"Then what are you doing here, in Ningenkai?" she demanded, eyes narrowing. "Not causing trouble, I hope."
The kitsune shook his head, red tendrils of hair cascading down his shoulders. "I wish only to live here in peace. I am known as Suichi Minamino, the son of a widow who happens to have a talent with plants."
"Not to sound rude, but why come near me?" the girl questioned. "You're obviously strong enough to be famous in Makai, so you can't be stupid, either. You can feel my miko, can't you?"
Kurama chuckled, placing his hands casually in his pants pockets. "I can feel your energy, yes. I would also not pass up the chance to meet a beautiful, obviously talented miko."
The boy behind her scrunched up his nose as if he had smelled bad fish, and chirped, "Sis, I think he's hitting on you."
"I know that, squirt," she hissed, elbowing her brother none too gently in the side. The kitsune was amused to find a blush quickly spreading across her pale skin. It was rather adorable that a girl her age still blushed at simple flattery. "Excuse my brother; he can be painfully blunt at moments..."
"I came over to ask you both to accompany me to Baskin Robins for ice cream," Kurama said smoothly. He couldn't help but smirk as she blinked in surprise, her embarrassment quickly replaced with curiosity. This girl was definitely entertaining and worth looking into. "You can order whatever you like, my treat."
Souta let out a whoop at the offer, dancing around his sister's sides. "Come on, sis! We could get cherry slushies!"
The girl hesitated, nervously playing with her hands behind her back. "I don't know...We're strangers, really..."
"What is your name?" he questioned, gently holding out his hand to her. He did not even flinch as her aura temporarily flared, before settling as she realized he was merely trying to take her hand.
"...Kagome. Kagome Higurashi."
As she timidly grasped his hand, he brought the slim appendage to his lips. "And now we are no longer strangers." The kitsune let loose his most charming smile, smugly noticing the way her lips parted in surprise at the uncommon gesture. "Shall we?"
"...Come on Souta, looks like we're getting cherry slushies."
